Legato was disappointed. He had hoped she had some answers, maybe was a resident here, but she wasn’t. His eyes glanced at a man that passed by them, but only out of habit. Legato chuckled then at her question, shifting his wait to rest his head on his left hand.

“Yes, I’m human.” He watched her moods change with interest. Women were so strange. One moment they were scared, the next comfortable, then scared again. “Where did you come from?” He asked her, his expression not changing.